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I’ve waited to see myself transform but all
Beauty falters without room
To alter, fail and fall
Straight asunder
Summon now
The bruising hands
Who’s fingers purge me
Waste away
Throbbing hunger
Thoughts that strike,
Thoughts that urge me
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Hide in catharsis
Where illness becomes art
Cathartic motions lay me bare
Pedestals tear me apart
Wasting here
Wasting here
Hands with fingers down my throat
Wasting here
Wasting give
Me back the innocence you stole

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Sick dogs get euthanized
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Sick dogs get euthanized
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Sick dogs get euthanized
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Please hold me close
Hold me close
Until the sickness melts off and drops away
Or hold me until I cease to exist
And this mind that never ends
Will end its power
Starve and die

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Sick dogs get euthanized
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Sick dogs get euthanized
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